She was cupping her breast, dragging her finger nails up her leg and fidgeting in her seat. Pat then announces seductively and quietly, “I saw how you were looking at me – staring at my ass, trying to look down my blouse, all day yesterday at the sanctuary. Indian sex maybe, just maybe, I can get it bigger. I don’t think it was sex so much but a longing to be held by a big man and feel his embrace, and that we needed to do something about it and find somewhere to go together. Then my phone buzzed with a text message. Both of these comments hit us like a huge stinging slap to the face. What the?! and all of a sudden hell broke loose! and it was flaccid! As a fellow woman, I could sense something big was about to happen. “Well, if you’re going to fuck behind my back, then get it over and done with.
